DeVonia Daniel was born and raised in Compton, California. At the age of nine, she established peace in reading and writing to escape a distressed atmosphere. DeVonia began believing very early that words are containers for your heart; they release images you maintain within. She can’t help writing poetry, music and stories with a realistic ending. A room filled with neo-soul music, gloomy ambiance, and dim lights from her laptop formulates a great day. DeVonia has performed in different venues in Los Angeles County and is currently working on publishing her first novel. DeVonia’s Bold approach to the reality of words keeps you craving more. She anticipates that one day she’ll become an immense voice of contemporary literature.



I want to meet you in the rain And romanticize that we’re exposed Using each other as frame of waterproof crust We’re in the park; no let’s do the beach So while we rest on the sand The tides bathe our sins away Kisses plunder time So let’s grip this moment Be one with me It’s ok; enter my region of ecstasy As we move in spiral motion Slow thrust, fill my walls Send lush waves up my spine Our gaze become dilated We are a crown of moving waves With indistinguishable moans Sanctioning the downpour and the breeze to mantle our nudity We are intense in an ever-intensifying sequence of desire

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Just this once I wish you would admit it,

You need me.

Don’t you remember?

 I’m that curved bone that house the vital organ in your backbone

Equipped for you by God.

I am motivation to your purpose, even when they fail.

I lay your insecurities on my bosom, enduring your mistakes and birth them contentment.

And as a women yes, I have a lot to say.

Yet my giving is endless.

I labor your children, while stomaching our poverty, and swallowing endless burdens.

My nervous laughter shelters the screams of disappointment

And maps out the escape plan from your mess up 

I sing the song of responsibilities while you stride the day’s shadow on broken pavement

And,  baby when you return,

I open my arms gladly with forgiveness and rest a smile on my beautiful face

While tears release displeasure and purify my sprit to do it all over again.

and gain, and just one more time until you realize you need me.


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A Sinners Plea


I wash my linen when he leaves,

trying to escape realities existence.

Faint smells of yester-nights sins

mocking my repenting for forgiveness.

Comforter, sheets, pillow casings

Carry my wicked desires,

Pleaded for, over lonesome moments.

I take advantage of his willingness to stroke my womb

And indulge in the rapture of his brief companionship,

In the possibility of clutched frames.

I bath for hours to kill his stench while hot water skulls the musk from my frame.

Yet water rejects craving to evaporate his nectar dormant within.

My thoughts consume me

I wonder if the father forgives me…..

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Plan B

plan-bPlan B

Dear last night’s pleasure,

Thank you for showing this mornings truth

Your love showed verification in currency, Lain by my bed side proof

Showed your urgency to spill of the next day pill.

No phone call of explanation

Just a text stating yo this is the deal.

The thrills between my legs lead you not to protect me

But the escape of future multiplying in my womb

Had you sprinting for your wallet so your future would be cool

Fucked my feelings as you proceeded to arrogant existence.

While I carry on the burden of what I could have been missing

My hearts bleeds from lies of loves professed with procession

This was no we resolution

You fucked, woke up, and then made the decision.

Hindering my vision

So you mean to tell me, you the one I considered?

Would never hurt me,

But desert me when it came to variety of deliverance.

Crimson proof of pain painted on panty lines

Proven lies you tried to hide

Temporary pleasure

Waking up to a sentence death before life

A nap for the seed you planted

You choir boy demeanor is slanted

A candid disrespectful act

I had it playing the part of your fool!

So P.S. goodbye to last nights groove


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I Am We by DeVonia Daniel

I Am We by DeVonia Daniel
He looked at me in amazement as though it was his first time seeing me,
and in my response I say,
Hello my name is peace, rest your feet.
My hands require the presence of your stress,
let me wipe the pavement of defeat,
stroke your foolish mishaps of rocky era,
fondle your blazing calves
and, allow my talent to compliment your lack of confidence .
Love, you are everything I need perfectly imperfect,
streaming through my main stream.
Your existence sustaining my addiction of expressions.
I repeat, rest your feet, I am love,
kneeling placing oil at your feet for guidance I pray,
satisfying your remains with cuisine that won’t make you stray.
Provide an open ear for private conversation, listing silently,
comforting your hurt of the worlds lies,
standing by your side come what may,
I am faithfully yours.
Hello I am we.
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My Blues Needs No Sing Along

My Blues Need No Sing AlongSong: You abandoned me love don’t live here anymore…….

Just a vacancy, love don’t live here anymore……..

My blues don’t require a sing along

It’s been battered since I was 7 and on.

First by the babysitters’ teenage fetus,

She cared more about the extra financing

then her off spring playing house in my adolescent territory.

While my innocence was taken

conviction settled in place.

For adult years would be full of sexual questioning

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Freedom by DeVonia Daniel

Freedom by DeVonia Daniel

I’m a fugitive to your worldly wants,

freed from your paranormal oppression.

My exception of your abusive love made your approach smug.

Have my worldly possessions,

that lost is his gain and glory.

Extensively you’ve attempted to forbid me from my freedom,

Sightless through mind control slaughtered my eternal soul

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Be Good by DeVonia Daniel

Be Good by DeVonia Daniel

Anticipation of your arrival got me flushed

Adolescent nervous,

Anxious of the nameless possibilities,

Tense speech cascade on deaf ears,

Dangerous territory of empty battle fields

Of hopeless promises to obey,

Please, be good.

Because I can’t guarantee that I will.

So don’t sit to close, or hug too tight,

Or stare at me with those eyes pleading for pleasure.

Because in minutes, maybe even seconds,

I’ll lose myself, in a brief fantasy

Of matted limbs perspiring to our own tempo

Shutters of long awaited satisfaction at ease.

Don’t smile, that handsome smile

Or articulate that profound twang that vibrates my frame.

Confines has been defined,

So for my sanity,

Please, I beg you, be good

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Lost & Never Found by DeVonia Daniel


It’s crazy how we used to be joined at the hip,

Knowing each other’s every move, sometimes every thought.

Now were lost in a superficial existence, unworthy of each other’s gaze,

The break up of our bond had nothing to do with the other.

Use to always hear, something’s aren’t meant for everyone to know,

but God and yourself, never knew what that meant until an experience hit me,

wish I didn’t tell anyone; God really had a plan.

But I couldn’t keep silent from fear and no faith in my heavenly father

and in the process lost my best friend, it wasn’t worth it but like say shit happens.

It’s horrible to think of it like that, but that’s the way you wanted it.

Tried to fight it, getting tired of everyone leaving me like I never existed,

but you chose to end it, use to think you were the friend that wasn’t going anywhere,

but just as quickly as you came you vanished like unworthy men who impregnate women

claiming I’m not that babes father.

It’s like our bond never happened.

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These Walls by DeVonia Daniel

brick-wallThese walls know my secrets,

My every come and go,

Late night ventures

Solo pleasures singing a duet of make believe

Of past blemish resurfacing

These walls know my secret of

Faceless names hummed in pleasure filled nights,

Peaceful sleep,

And smiling dreams of ecstasy.

God forbid they tell,

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